Chapter 150

Miguel's Pov

"With a daddy like Miguel. I won't put it past him to think he's a girl despite the manly clothes," Mond says with a wink.

"What are you trying to insinuate?" I glare at him.

"Solomon! He's trying to kill me! " he ran and hid behind his mate's back.

" Who's acting like a female right here? " Solomon raised his brow.

" Shut up, or you know where to sleep, " Mond hit his back with his spare hand, Nabel firmly held on his arm.

Solomon paled at his words " I don't mean female. You're as manly as any other man. " He smiled cheekily.

" Better for you, " Mond murmured before he came to sit on the bed.

Seeing the two together gives me a nostalgic feeling. I can't help but think on how life would have been,with my mates by my side.

How would they have reacted if they knew I gave birth to twins instead of a baby girl?

What would they have named the girl they seem to want.

"Why are your sad?" Mond looked at me in concern "is it something I said?"

"No," I force a smile despite the heaviness of my heart "am just thinking of watching my children grow," without their fathers.

I didn't complete the sentence out loud, but Mond seems to understand my unspoken words "don't worry. They will come for you one day soon."

You see, that's my problem there. I know they won't come for me especially when they still have that determines look on their faces.

"I hope so. If you're through with his crib, can you please lay him down. I want to take a nap."

A nap I hope will clear my mind a bit.

Solomon folded the blanket on the already set crib, and placed it beside hiss sister's " I don't think they will want to be separated."

He smiled as he took the sleeping boy gently from me, and placed him on the crib while Mond did the same to Nabel.

Looking at them gently taking care of my baby I can't help but think about my mates.

Will they be gentle with our kids?

Will they love them unconditionally?

Will they move the entire world for them?

"We will be in the parlour if you need us." Solomon walked out of the room.

"Are you hungry?" Mond looked at me in concern "you've not eaten since we arrived here, and that worries me."

i felt touched by his kin observation of what I do " rest assured Mond. Am not hungry as of now."

I relax on the bed " if you don't mind Mond am taking a nap."

" Okay sleep tight. We will be here till your mother returns," Mond pecked my head before leaving.

" Thank you," I smiled gratefully at him.

With him gone, I was left to my own thoughts. My thoughts wondering from my kids to their fathers who are unaware of their existence.

Just how on earth did everything go wrong? We were really happy until that fateful week when things started going downhill until all hell broke loose the night of our dance. 

A night that should have been the best for me turned out to be the worst because of my mates who broke up with me with no warning.

I can still recall how happy I was as I got ready for yeh dance with my mates. How bright mother's smile was as she helped me get ready to please my mates, but it turned out the preparation was nought.

The mates I was getting ready to surprise was also getting ready to surprise me. A surprise which turned out to be the worst of all.

*

I walked into the kitchen to take an ice cream from the fridge.

"Miguel," Mom called me "there's a new package outside, go bring it in."

I was surprised to hear of a new package. Why will there be a new package when the last one was just a week ago.

"On it," I left my ice cream on the table and walked to the door.

Just who in the seven levels of hell is sending this things? 

Not only is the person rich, but have the means to send things to this rural town we found ourself in.  

I walked out to the door, and got the box that was dropped in front if our door like it have always being done in the past.

Like always, there was no one there. I can recall waiting for the deliverer of this packages so I can be able to question him on who it is sending this packages, but I was unable to get hold of the said person.

I carried the heavy box into the parlour, and dropped it on the table in front of mom who was feeding Lijah. Nabel fast asleep.

"What's in it? Open up," mom looks impatient to know what it is that lies in the box.

"Impatient much?" I raised a brow at her "you're acting like you're the one being sent the packages."

I cut open the box and removed the nylon covering the thing " it's a baby stroller."

Seeing the twin stroller made me take a step back, and another until my back hits the wall " this can't be," I look at mom in alarm " are you sure we're not being monitored here?"

i look around the room to check if I will see anything amiss, but saw nothing.

" What do you mean by your words?" mom looked at me in question.

" This packages sent always rhymes. When I was pregnant all that was sent is Nabel's clothing and things I love to eat.

A week before I gave birth, we received the crib, blanket and baby food. Three days after I gave birth I received Lijah's clothes and crib.

Just two days ago, i complained about not having a baby stroller to help me convey my babies to the library when I start work tomorrow, and here the Crib is.